The collected opinions of an august and aristocratic personage who, despite her body having succumbed to the ravages of time, yet retains the keen intellect, mordant wit and utter want of tact for which she was so universally lauded in her younger days.
Being of a generation unequal to the mysterious demands of the computing device, Lady Bracknell relies on the good offices of her Editor for assistance with the technological aspects of her journal.

Saturday, June 30, 2007

Lady who?

After a very tiring four days back at work, I was chuffed to little mintballs (er, that'll be a Northern expression, then) to find myself awake at 5.50 this morning. Really. I could hardly contain my joy. Because it's not as though I'm short of sleep, or anything. No. Perish the thought.

Anyhoo, I received an email from a journo back in May on the Hotmail account to which there is a link from this blog. It's not my main email account by any stretch of the imagination, and I don't check it all that often. So, sadly, I didn't read this particular email on the day it was sent. Which is a shame because, in order to include my two penn'orth* in the article she was putting together, the journo would have needed to speak to me that day.

Read it and weep:-

"I am a reporter at the Trumpton Times** newspaper. I am writing a story at the moment about the manorial title "The Lordship of the Manor of Bracknell in Wargrave" as it has recently come under the hammer through X and Y auctioneers. The sale was on Thursday 24 May and because it failed to reach it's (sic) reserve price no-one has bought it. I am trying to do two things at the moment. Firstly I want to contact the current owner of the title to find out why they are selling it etc and secondly I want to speak to people who might be interested in buying it and what their reasons for this would be. I realise it is a long shot but I have been googling the title and it came up with your blog. I would love to talk to you as you obviously have an interest in the title and could maybe shed some light on it or perhaps explain why you like the title and if you would like to own it etc."

The Editor

*Although, in all honesty, I'm not entirely sure that, "Please tell me that this is a joke and that you really do know that Lady Bracknell is a fictional character. Oscar Wilde? Heard of him at all?", would have been printed.

**Not really. I've changed the name of the paper subtly so that you wouldn't be able to identify the journo if you took it into your head to do so.

I was being kind of ironic, as I often get up early but it's not through choice, more because lying down got too painful, and I suspected it was similar for you.

I am genuinely admiring of your stamina (if that's the right word) and am glad to see the Tramadol/pain induced fog seems to be clearing. I mean that in a totally non-patronising way, I can't stand people doing the "lookit da brave crip, ain't it amazing the way she manages to breathe 'n' stuff" thing to me.